---- Chapter 21 It was rainy and cold on the day Jenna returned. Sebastian immediately took off his coat and put it on her, and she smiled at him. Matthew, who was not far away, looked at their actions and felt pain surge in his heart. He stepped forward and looked at Jenna with vulnerability and anticipation. "Jenna, I'm here to take you home." Jenna took Sebastian's arm and answered indifferently, 'Mr. Simmons, please get out of the way. I don't have a home with you." Looking at her indifferent gaze, Matthew's heart hurt like it had been stabbed. He clenched his fists and pursed his lips. He forced down his unwillingness and agony before giving way reluctantly. "See you tomorrow at 8:00 am. I hope you won't be late," Jenna added. After saying that to Matthew, who had frozen on the spot, she took Sebastian's arm and hailed a cab before leaving without hesitation. ---- After watching the car drive away, Matthew only felt an emptiness. Endless loneliness and frustration surged and engulfed him. He could not help punching the flower bed. Blood dripped down his fingers, but he felt that the pain was not even half his agony. The next day, Jenna arrived at the courthouse at 8:00 am sharp, took a queue number, and waited for Matthew. Matthew showed up about ten minutes later. He sat down next to Jenna without saying a word, his face haggard and his expression dejected. It was not long before it was their turn. Jenna stood up without hesitation, but Matthew suddenly grabbed her wrist and said hoarsely, "Jenna, I've asked someone to abort the baby that Luna carried. She'll never disturb us again. Can we... not get divorced?" Matthew's voice became softer, even choked. Jenna had never been able to stand his crying. In the ---- past, she had wished more than once that Matthew would be safe and happy forever, without worries and suffering. Now, however... She frowned impatiently and muttered, "Matthew, your crying disgusts me." His grip on her hand tightened instantly. He paused for a long time before replying with some bewilderment, "Jenna, what did you say?" Jenna broke free from him. Their queue number had expired, so she ripped the paper in her hand and took anew number. "Don't you get it? I don't love you anymore, so I won't feel bad even if you cry until you're blind. To put it more bluntly, I'll only worry about how to get the divorce finalized even if you were to die in front of me now." Her heartless statement shredded his last hope. The divorce process was smooth. There were no disputes or quarrels. When they came out of the courthouse, Matthew called out to her, "Jenna..."